thedawaring's blog

Ringing the New Year We are just 48 hours away from ringing in the brand new year 2014.  All of us are filled with hopes and aspirations that the New Year brings along. As for me, 2014 is the most awaited year in almost 4 years. I will be returning to my country after a long wait of four years. I will be visiting my beautiful village and meet simple and innocent villagers out there. I will be waking up in the 8 th happiest country in the world. I will be seeing the smile of happiness on my mother’s face after a real long time. This will be the year I pass out from my college. This year I will be interning at JDWNRH as a pharmacist. This year I will be writing Bhutan Civil service exams. 2014 is a life defining year for me. For the first time in my life I will start to work and earn and stand on my own feet. And I will also get a taste of all things Bhutan after a long Indian or rather Goan sojourn. I planned to bring in this exciting New Year with few old friends on t...

The Himalayan Days... I was born and brought up in a far flung village in the eastern part of the Himalayan Kingdom of Bhutan. Growing up in a lovely village on the mountains, my subconscious mind is filled with sweet memories of my childhood days. One of the memories I still vividly remember is watching the sun set over giant mountains of the eastern Himalayas.  I used to thoroughly enjoy the beauty of the dusk when the magnificent sun would sink behind the tall mountains. The sky would appear to me like a piece of painting: the thin whiff of clouds above the mountains would be colored in different shades due to scattering of sun light, a flock of sparrows would fly by above my head. On the mountain above, the monks at the monastery would blow conch shell while they burnt incense sticks to please the gods.  The sweet aroma of the incense sticks would gradually fill the whole valley downhill. I grew up believing that nature is the greatest artist.  Everythin...